Root

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My little garden

So perfect

Placed exactly

Quite precisely

Measured spacing

Exact depth too

Even the watering

And lighting of course

See how they sprout

Flourish anew

From the old

And decaying

Glorious blooms

Crimson and violet

It seems right

That this should come

From a night

Crimson and violent

Yes as I ease the rows

And till the ground

Eyes vacant and grey

Stare up from the loam

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I’m a poet and writer. Always working on improving my craft. Writing The Long Way Down, Triptych, and After the End. The latter of which I’m collaborating with fuckthelemonade.wordpress.com Check out the hashtag for that project to see all currently written parts!

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